My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1830

"Your husband had just been seriously injured last night, but you're rushing to send him to be investigated! What if they find some dirt on me? I might not be able to come home," Jefferson suddenly cried out as he came back to his senses.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I believe that you didn't kill anyone and that you can come home safely. But..." Adrienne's face was full of worry. "Who told you to get yourself involved in a homicide? Plus, all the evidence points toward you."

"All the evidence points toward me?" Jefferson rubbed her head, "Little idiot, since we have time now, fill me in on what's going on."

"I am the forensic examiner of this case, and you are the prime suspect. I can't tell you anything, and it won't be good for either of us." Although Adrienne believed in his innocence, there was no evidence to prove it. They still needed Quill to investigate further to clear his name. So before Quill found a way to do that, she could not reveal too much information to Jefferson. It was a matter of principle.

"You!" Jefferson poked Adrienne's forehead again and sighed, "You are a forensic examiner who speaks for the victim. You really should be careful. You can't give an exception to anyone. Keep up the good work in the future."

Adrienne gave him a blank look and asked, "Are you praising me or insulting me?"

"Can't you tell that I'm praising you?" asked Jefferson with a smile.

"No, I really can't tell." Adrienne glanced down at his leg. She couldn't see anything since he was wearing pajama pants. Thus, she asked, "Your leg is hurt. Is it okay for you to stand?"

"If it's not, would you carry me to the Paramount Criminal Police Team?" Jefferson retorted.

Adrienne was rendered speechless. "Alright, stop talking nonsense. Hurry and pack up. If you feel any pain, let me know as soon as possible. Rest if you need to. Your health comes first."

"Finally, some kind words out of you." After saying that, Jefferson disappeared into the changing room. Adrienne went into the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. Fortunately, her skin was great and she always had glasses on. She only had to put on some basic skincare and she was ready to

go. Not doing her makeup saved a lot of time. When she came out of the bathroom, Jefferson had already finished changing.

Typically, Jefferson always dressed quite casually. However, he had put on a suit that he hadn't worn in a while. Adrienne was stunned by how dashing he looked. He cleaned up quite well indeed.

With a slight cough, Jefferson brought Adrienne out of her trance and reminded her, "Little idiot, don't stare at me as if I'm going to eat you up. Or else, I'll really do it."

"Why are you dressed so formally? Are you going to get married?"

"What do you know?" Jefferson circled proudly in front of Adrienne, saying, "Although we are being called to the station for a homicide investigation, I still have to keep up my reputation." Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"All you care about is your reputation," Adrienne mumbled as she walked back to the dressing table. She squeezed some moisturizer into her palm and then turned around to slap it onto Jefferson's face. She rubbed it in and commented, "Your skin is a little dry."

Jefferson thought that this girl was getting more and more considerate. She even knew how to help him moisturize his dry skin. How

lovely. He came closer to her and teased her, "Do you think I should put on some makeup too?"

She rolled her eyes at him. "Let's go."

At 5 p.m., Adrienne drove Jefferson and reached the Paramount Criminal Police Team right on time.

Seeing them, Quill finally smiled and greeted, "Mr. Hefner, thank you so much for your cooperation! Thank you very much!"

"What are you talking about? Hurry up and get on with your work. I'm swamped," Jefferson scolded as he walked forward.

"Okay, let's get to it right away." Before catching up with Jefferson, Quill did not forget to thank Adrienne. "Adrienne, you did a great job this time. When the case is solved, I'll treat you to a meal."

"I'm just doing my job. You don't need to treat me to a meal. Jefferson's leg is seriously injured. He's acting tough as he's egotistical. If he seems ill during the interrogation, call the doctor."

Quill made an OK gesture and caught up with Jefferson immediately.

Adrienne stretched out her neck to watch them but she saw nothing, hence she had no

choice but to return to the forensic department.

It was time to get off work, but Zelson was still busy in the office. His office door was left ajar so when Adrienne went by, he called out to her. 'Adrienne, please come in."

Adrienne walked in and apologized, "Mr, Zelson, I'm sorry. Due to personal reasons, I had to delay my work today without informing you beforehand."

"That isn't what I'm concerned about." Zelson looked at Adrienne. He had so much concern in his gaze, but he could not say it out loud. He paused for a few seconds before asking, "Has Jefferson recovered from his injuries yet?"

"He's fine now." After answering him, Adrienne felt a little odd. Jefferson's narcotics mission was a secret, and even Quill didn't know that Jefferson had gotten hurt. How did Zelson know? "Mr. Zelson, how did you know Jefferson was hurt?"

Hearing Adrienne's doubts, Zelson's gaze shifted. It was a dark flash of hurt. He answered, "Quill went to your house today. He told me when he came back just now."

"Mr. Zelson... I..." Adrienne wanted to give herself a hard punch. What was going on with her? Recently, she had been so dubious of

Zelson. He was the one who took her under his wing. Had she forgotten how he had taken care of her for the past two years?

Perhaps because of the previous incident, she had changed her view on Zelson.

"I didn't call you in here to ask about Jefferson." Zelson took out a document and handed it to Adrienne. "There is a discovery in the autopsy report. It'll be useful for Jefferson."

"What discovery?" Adrienne had been the first person to dissect the body. She had even repeated her examination many times, but all evidence pointed towards Jefferson in the end. Where did this new discovery come from?

She opened the document and checked the report. The report was about a residue that had been left in the deceased's stomach. It was some sort of harmful substance.

Zelson added, "The victim probably just started taking drugs, so the levels in his body weren't very high. Hence, we ignored it in the previous two autopsies. After I found this clue today, I got Quill to find out when the deceased started working at the bar. As I suspected, he had only been working there for a couple of days, less than a week."

Adrienne questioned, "What can this prove?

That the bar had problems?"

Zelson spoke gently, "That will be for Quill to determine after investigation. We have nothing to do with it. All we can do is help the dead speak and find out who the real killer is."